A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 282 The Sniper Without A Bottom Line

Can I let go now?

Cindy’s voice was exceedingly soft and radiated shyness.

Finnegan was momentarily taken aback. Then, he realized he hugged Cindy’s current predicament in his

haste.

Exclaiming over their suppleness inwardly, Finnegan cleared his throat and dropped his hands. “I didn’t mean it!”

Of course, Cindy knew that Finnegan didn’t do it on purpose.

Nonetheless, the thought of her untouched breasts being touched by Finnegan made her heart race faster than ever before.

Seeing her still shy and silent, Finnegan was surprised. “You’re almost thirty years old. What are you shy about? Haven’t you ever had a boyfriend before?”

Indeed, Cindy had never had a boyfriend.

It wasn’t that she didn’t have suitors, but those who pursued her were attracted to her uniqueness.

At that moment, Finnegan saying she never had a boyfriend didn’t bother her much, but him emphasizing her age was something she couldn’t tolerate. “Jerk, can you stop reminding me I’m almost thirty years old?”

“But the fact is, you’re almost thirty years old.”

“What a b*stard!”

Furious, Cindy stomped on his foot hard before turning to leave.

Finnegan’s heart clenched. He quickly reached out and pulled her back, “Have you lost your mind?”

Bang!

Almost simultaneously, a bullet struck the window directly opposite, shattering it in an instant.

With a shriek, Cindy threw herself into Finnegan’s arms, clutching at him tightly.

As women, regardless of age or maturity, most were still quite timid in the face of danger and would instinctively seek the support of a man.

Finnegan said, “The sniper is still in hiding. Don’t go out yet.”

“Okay!”

This time, Cindy responded obediently, just like a little kitten.

Her body that was wrapped tightly around Finnegan was even trembling.

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unbearable for Finnegan, who was trying to concentrate. “Could you let go of

plastered

figure, it would be fine. But the thing

go of Finnegan. However,

curse under his breath, Finnegan turned around to figure out how to escape while avoiding the

did so, he saw a housekeeper coming

expression changed dramatically. “Mariya, don’t come out!”

came out after hearing the commotion.

asked, “Mr.

a bullet pierced her calf. She fell to the ground, crying out

about to come out when Finnegan shouted,

it! I’m going to kill him! I’m going

sniper was actually targeting innocent people just to flush him

crossed Finnegan’s bottom

“Ahh!”

in agony once again as

house, only to be shot in the

hurry up and save

his fists were clenched tightly. “Melons, don’t tell Bernie about this incident here. Also,

said, Finnegan’s figure blurred and he

the housekeeper. Instead, he was swiftly running toward the garden

soon as he appeared, the sniper in the shadows locked onto him.

between the second bullet being fired, Finnegan leaped up and vaulted over the fence.

with over forty stories about five hundred meters away, a muscular man

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black trench coat and wearing a clown mask held a sniper rifle, his gaze indifferent. “No wonder someone offered a billion for his life.

saying that, the sniper, Cameron Fields, scanned the

rifle in hand.

while but found nothing.

panned the scope of the rifle to the gates of Dragon Bay, only to see Doom Star and Duncan rushing in his direction at a rapid

and he

agility of a magician, he swiftly disassembled the sniper rifle with both hands. In

direction of Dragon Bay. “Once, someone withstood my assassination attempts eight times before dying. I wonder how many times

he turned

avoided all surveillance

the building. Zipping up his trench coat, he walked forward with his

skillfully avoiding surveillance cameras and pedestrians. He

walking several hundred meters, he stopped in front of a small alley near a

appeared right in front of him and radiated an

was none other than Finnegan.

actually managed to track me down? How did you do

was certain that he had masked all his aura and left no

consisted of many turns, so it was impossible

down through spiritual